The Last Mecha

Chapter 51 Angel, drink tea

Tailor Zhang's head was in a daze. The strange strength of Wu Gou's palm just now was like a whip, directly sucked into his bone marrow.

He gasped and heard Wu Gou's words, and he became even more angry. He was once a young man who wanted to make great achievements in martial arts, but because of his lack of talent, he voluntarily quit the school after knowing that he had no success.

But Wu Gou directly hit his weak spot, Tailor Zhang took a deep breath, shook his head, and rushed towards Wu Gou again with a roar.

Collapsing Mountain Palm, Subduing the Tiger and Subduing the Dragon, Breaking the Rein of the Overlord!
Red blood welled up in the whites of his eyes, and his sword-like fists and feet smashed at Wu Gou. Although the latter was able to deal with it, he also seemed to be struggling.

At the beginning, the laymen watching couldn't see the way, but gradually, the more they looked at it, the more frightened they became. The tailor's fists and feet were violently thrown at the young man, and they were shocked in their eyes. How could they be elders? Teach your child how to behave.

"Why is this man so cruel? He really wants to help his child seek justice? Don't just want to find an excuse to bully others?"

"I also think, look at how hard the little devil has endured, don't kill someone in a while, do you want to call the police?"

"Don't worry about it, it's fun to watch. Isn't this more interesting than starting a soft competition? If something happens to me, I'll watch it more."

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The voices from all around were caught by Wu Gou and caught in his ears. He estimated that it was almost there, and his eyes sank accordingly. He, who had been on the defensive all along, finally made a move.

The young man in front of him suddenly punched his fist up. The tailor was so angry that he had no time to think. He raised his foot, and the toe of his shoe slammed into Wu Gou with the momentum of a dragon crossing the river. waist down.

Wu Hook was on the right side of his body, brushed past Zhang Tailor's thigh like a ghost, and touched his side directly, and another punch force came out along the fist, and swung towards his chin from bottom to top.

With an exclamation, Zhang Tailor, who was roaring in his head, bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. After a gust of blood gushed out, he regained his temporary sobriety. With his legs on the ground, he hit Wu Gou's waist and eyes with the hard open door in Bajiquan. .

This is the quintessence of martial arts he has learned for more than ten years. Even with Wu Gou's current physique, a touch to a weak part will definitely cause a serious injury!

However, Wu Gou reacted almost at the same time, turning his fist into a palm, and refusing to give in to Zhang Tailor's wrist. This time, he used the same punch force.

After a short while, the eyes of the onlookers couldn't see what happened just now, they only knew that Tailor Zhang's punch hadn't landed well, and the left hand he was covering was tilted to one side at a weird angle, either broken or dislocated.

The young man in front of him stood firm, his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty brilliance like a tiger and wolf, his thumb knuckles touched the corner of his mouth, and the spattered blood spots inadvertently drew a red mark.

"Are you still coming?"

He only dropped three words.

"I lost. You are so powerful that you can't afford to provoke me. I will discipline the two boys. From now on, our family will not cause trouble to your Wu family."

The severe pain made Tailor Zhang wake up from his hostility. He endured the pain and the strong smell of rust in his mouth, and his back felt chills.

People who practice martial arts are mostly aware of current affairs, and those who don't, if they are not geniuses, they would have been beaten to death long ago...

"There is just one thing I want to ask, what is the name of the respected master?"

"No comment."

Wu Gou raised his eyebrows.

"understood."

Tailor Zhang, who had been aggressive just now, suddenly folded his tail, cut through the crowd without a sound, and disappeared at the end of the street.

"Go away!"

Wu Gou glanced at the crowd of onlookers, and among them was a remnant from the fight, which immediately scared everyone back and forth.

The old man in the teahouse bowed his back and yelled loudly in a broken voice: "The story of Jinlian continues, let's go to the second floor."

"Brother! You are so great! Come teach me sometime!"

Wu Yong's eyes flashed into stars, and he ran up happily, but was interrupted by a burst of applause.

Among the scattered crowd stood a young man in a white gown with a jade sword around his waist.

"It's really a hook. I used to think that I had a [-]% chance of winning against you. Today, it seems that there is no [-]% left."

After Liu Shuying finished speaking, she sucked her teeth. He was used to witnessing miracles from Wu Gou, and he didn't even feel too shocked at the moment.

"Yong, Zhang Tailor's matter has been resolved for you, you go to your own business first, I have something to discuss with this brother." Wu Gou touched his younger brother's head, and then said half persuading and half threatening , "Remember, for the safety of the two of us, don't tell anyone about this matter, it won't bring you good fruit if it spreads to your family."

Wu Yong is also a sensible child, he nodded, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Your brother?" Liu Shuying asked from behind.

"Yeah, cute, right?"

"Do you know, after having a brother like Liu Jintao, I think every brother feels like an angel."

"How is he now? What happened?"

"There is no movement, that guy is smart, he knows that he should not touch things and never touches them. Otherwise, my old man would have kicked him out of the house long ago. Watson & Co. is the most precious son in my father's heart."

"One family recites one scripture. By the way, you came to see me today, it was before."

"Well, I'll get a message right away. I'm on my way. Let's chat in another place? What do you think of the first floor of Jiangsong last time?"

"Forgive me, I really can't stand that kind of scene, how about just this teahouse?"

"Teahouse? What delicious food can a teahouse have?"

"It's not food, it's talking and singing."

"That's not surprising, these days there are more street performers than wild cats."

"Oh, it's Jin Ping Mei."

"Let's go, have a bowl of hot tea and some fruit plate, my treat."

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The two teenagers shook their eyebrows at each other, and walked to the nearby teahouse without stopping.

Beside the car stall not far away, a figure was wrapped in an over-the-top black cloak, and a large group of shadows covered the face below, making it hard to see clearly.

After witnessing what happened just now, he turned around and went to a bungalow a few miles away.

The well-dressed old butler opened the door for him with a smile, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Ordinary furnishings like eyes, old man's chair, Eight Immortals table, calligraphy and painting, Guzheng, the man went up the spiral staircase to the second floor, took off his cloak, and knelt on one knee in front of the dazzling curtain.

"Wu Gou, whom you want me to monitor, fought with a Lianjiazi on the street just now, and won without any suspense. That technique is pretty powerful in my opinion, but it's not so shocking."

"Continue, and report to me with other performances."

A plain voice came from behind the curtain, and the shadow inside lowered his head and said, playing with a black-blue seedling knife in his hand.

(End of this chapter)